DANDELION FIELDS: June 2011

Friday, June 10, 2011

It's official!

I'm hooked. I'm an official #iger ...

I don't have the photographic eye. I never had.
I don't own a DSLR. Perhaps I never will.

I'm loving this very simple jouney.
Nothing big and bulky. Nor complicated and scary.

iPhoneography.....and Me.

Wednesday, June 8, 2011

Still doing something non-verbal at home as words continue to be squeezed off me at work. As of June 3rd, I've been officially tasked to facilitate most corporate communications by our COO (something I'm very thankful for), aside from my usual job responsibilities. The trust means a lot!

At home, I just continue to express myself with my hands for now, playing my favorites. Badarzewski and Drumheller.

Next....Mozart. It's ironic, but the sound silences my mind.

I'll blog more soonest...

Tuesday, June 7, 2011

"Cirque"

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> Re-establishing equilibrium after our CEO assigned a special project to me lately (a writing task which is challenging but fun) and I always end up finding myself so mentally exhausted at the end of the day now -- accomplishing it, while juggling the rest of my responsibilities at work. Here's something non-verbal that I came up with when I got home, just to balance my day. I'm calling it "Cirque"...
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Non-verbals to compensate for my word-laden job

Your Artist In The Raw

I started drawing with my father as soon as I was old enough to hold a pencil (what is old enough for me? 12 months? *teehee*). In preschool, I felt a little awkward and embarassed because I was already sketching things in 3D, while my classmates were struggling to draw stick people. I can still vividly remember my rendition of the flame and the partially melted ice cube with a wet pool around it (thanks to Daddy -- whose idea of playtime and bonding time was the Drawing Guessing Game, way before Pictionary came out). I still do the drawing guessing game with little kids. I think we need to tap into their creative, inferential and expressive skills early on. It matters a lot to shaping one's character for later in life.

Sadly, all my sketchbooks and sketchpads of two decades (including those that were on exhibit for a time when I was in the university) were never returned to me -- even threatened to be burnt and are perhaps really ashes by now -- after a previous relationship has gone awry. I still don't know what came of them.

So I have nothing much to show now, only lessons learned. And a testimony of the truth that...LIFE GOES ON. Art prevails! And this site is a form of my commitment to find time to create works of art again inspite of my busy schedule.

Though I'm not the best in the world, I'm proud of my works because this hobby (and skill) is one of the most special things that connect me to my DADDY who still sketches wonderful drawings up to this day. Though he and I are geographically apart now, like a secret magic thread, this language ties our hearts together. Tightly.